MAIN EVENT: Impulse & Malcolm Joseph-Jones (c) v. Rezin & First (c)
[CUE UP: ‘Revolution Baby’ by Queen V, as the Oklahoma City residents made lots and lots of noise.]
DT: Many people in the wrestling industry, myself included, consider this man to be the uncrowned World Champion here in Empire Pro Wrestling, and the Oklahoma City fans are giving him a warm welcome!
MN: Many people? Can you name six?
DT: I could name a thousand and six if I knew their names.
MN: Opinions, blah blah blah. Knox had his shot and he missed. Where’s the big controversy?
DT: You weren’t saying that at Unleashed.
MN: What’s he done for me lately?
DM: I don’t know if I’d go so far as to call him an ‘uncrowned’ Champion, but there’s certainly question marks around that title defense. But that’s par for the course with The First – he slid past Anarky, he suckered Cameron Cruise, he survived Impulse… the reality of professional wrestling is that if you can get away with it you can be the Champion. Does the purist in me like it? No… but the realist, the Empire Pro Wrestling fan in me, recognizes that the man who ultimately unseats The First will need to be able to negotiate all of his hurdles – including his wrestling ability.
DT: That’s what I’m saying, Dean. His wrestling ability should be what’s tested when he defends his title.
MN: Why?
DT: Excuse me?
MN: Why should he have to rely on his wrestling ability? This is America, gentlemen… he’s using the assets available to him. If Cruise and Anarky and Impulse and the rest don’t like it, they need to adapt to whatever it takes to beat the Champion. The First had to beat someone for that belt, why should he do anything to make it easier for him to lose it? I may not like the guy but I can respect what he does to keep his meal ticket.
[CUE UP: “Best of the Best” by KU. The fans were still largely positive, but a good portion were booing. If Malcolm Joseph-Jones was rattled, he certainly didn’t show it.
What he was showing was the EPW Television Title belt that was strapped around his waist.]
MN: And now they’re booing a fine example of a Television Champion? What’s wrong with the world?
DT: I would say that the fans that are booing are doing so, residually, because of his pre – Unleashed attitude.
DM: Are you implying his attitude has changed?
MN: I hope not. What he needs to do is punch Impulse in the ovaries and leave him to the wolves.
DT:…Impulse doesn’t have ovaries.
MN: Were you there?
DM: I’d say you’re right, Dave, but most of these fans are cheering the efforts that the man known as M-J-2 put in at Unleashed to bring the EPW Television Championship back to a wrestler who appreciates it.
MN: Cry me a river.
DT: Regardless, Jones has received a very positive reaction here in Oklahoma City, and as he climbs into the ring, Impulse offers a hand in friendship, or at least – partnership.
MN: Denied!
DT: No handshake from Jones, but he does nod in his partner’s direction. Jones has expressed his intent to win: he’s got a much better chance of victory working with Impulse than against him.
DM: That’s a good point, Dave. None of these men have ever teamed with their partner before, none of them necessarily trust their partner, but leading into this evening I get the sense, more than Rezin and The First – Impulse and Malcolm Joseph-Jones are on the same page.
[CUE UP: ‘Master of Alchemy’ by Electric Wizard. The doom – laden riff of the stoner rock masters filled the arena, with the heavy bassline practically slamming the fans back into their seats. Still, they had enough air in their lungs to boo.]
DM: That could be dangerous, he’s got that bucket! Can you see what’s in it?
MN: The collective gray matter of this entire godforsaken city?
DT: Stop it, Mike. Rezin had that bucket leading into this match, it was filled with… I don’t know exactly what was in it but it was some sort of rancid liquid.
DM: This could be considered chemical warfare. The fans on the aisle look like they smelled something terrible.
MN: Muse and Calico Rose are both in the bucket?
DT: Mike!
DM: He’d dumped a copy of Impulse’s old mask in there, a symbol of his discontent.
DT: Rezin has gone through the fires here in EPW, he’s been here for many years but has never achieved the singles success that his skills would suggest he’s earned; partly I think because of his somewhat lackadaisical attitude toward pushing himself.
MN: He would disagree, Dave. I think Rezin has a point when he puts the responsibility for the way his career stunted on the ‘it’ wrestlers of the moment, most recently Impulse.
DM: Just because he disagrees doesn’t mean he’s right.
MN: I won’t be the one to tell him that.
DT: I’m going to have to agree in part with both of you.
MN: Take a stand, man. Make a choice!
DT: Now now, Mike… While I think it’s unfair that Rezin has put in as much time as he has into this company, he’s given it his all and he’s entertained literally millions of fans both live and on television, and I do honestly think he’s never gotten his due. And I do think he’s been overlooked, in a way, in favor of wrestlers who do have the ’look’ of a Champion, like Sean Stevens or Rocko Daymon or Impulse, for that matter.
MN: It’s a conspiracy, Burger Boy! I’m glad we agree.
DT: We don’t agree, Mike.
MN: What?
DT: The men I mentioned, plus all the others that are on Rezin’s mind – just because they had the look of a Champion doesn’t mean that they didn’t also have the skills. I don’t think you can say anyone who has won the EPW World Championship didn’t earn it, be it Sean Stevens, Rocko Daymon, Lindsay Troy, even Cameron Cruise and The First himself. And with the level of talent in this company I know that should Rezin or Impulse ever win the big one, they’ll have earned it as well.
DM: Well said, Dave – but at the moment I don’t think Rezin cares about equity and fair play. He’s in the ring and staring daggers through Impulse and Jones.
[CUE UP: “Happy Birthday” by The Birthday Massacre, as the fans turn ugly.]
DT: Speaking of which, by hook or by crook, The First has held onto his World Title against every opponent that’s crossed his path. Some more legitimately than others –
MN: IF he won the match, how much more legitimate do you want? I’m not a fan, but let me ask you one more time, if The First has figured out the secret to keeping the title, why should he abandon what works?
DT: Muse carrying the World Title belt with her in front of The First, and these Oklahoma City fans are really letting them know how they feel about them.
MN: They really look broken up about it.
DM: It’s another example of good strategy: if the fans hate you the best thing you can do is not care.
DT: Listen to these fans, Dean – Hate may be too weak a word!
MN: Well, he deserves every bit of it. The only redeeming quality this loser has is that nobody can take the belt from him.
DT: I’d go so far as to say that most of the hatred directed toward The First is due to the fact that he’s proven his ability in the ring countless times over, but he’s shown contempt for the fans by holding onto his belt through trickery and outside interference instead of through his wrestling.
MN: What did I say? Why change a winning formula?
DM: Personally I just want to see someone get past all his games and force him to wrestle. I think he can hold his own and succeed just fine on his merit, but it would be nice to see his ability tested instead of his Machiavellian mind.
DT: Well said, Dean… let’s take it up to Tony Fatora!
TF: Ladies and gentlemen, this next contest is a tag team match scheduled for one fall, with a sixty minute time limit! Introducing first, at a total combined weight of four hundred and fifty seven pounds… Accompanied to the ring by Calico Ro—
[The fans booed as Muse slapped the microphone out of Tony’s hands and had some harsh words for the announcer.]
DT: Oh now, what is this?
MN: Isn’t anyone gonna slap her back? Please slap her back.
[Muse finished berating Tony Fatora and walked back to her team’s corner, leaving the announcer to retrieve his microphone himself.]
TF: I stand corrected. Introducing first… and most importantly… At a total combined weight of four hundred and thirty five pounds… and accompanied to the ring by MUSE…
DT: Are you serious? That’s what that was about?
DM: It’s mind games, Dave – if they can appear more important they’ll be perceived as more important.
TF: The Goat Bastard, REZIN… and the Empire Pro Wrestling WORLD CHAMPION… THE FIRST!
DT: Rezin flipping off the fans while The First takes his title belt from Muse and climbs the corner, raising it toward the crowd in utter defiance.
DM: I’ll say this for them, they truly don’t care about anyone’s opinion of them.
TF: AND THEIR OPPONENTS… At a total combined weight of four hundred and fifty seven pounds… Accompanied to the ring by Calico Rose…
DT: These fans giving Rose a thunderous ovation!
MN: She probably got ‘em all drunk, she’s a degenerate, you know.
TF: The Empire Pro Wrestling World Television Champion, MALCOLM JOSEPH-JONES… AND… IMPULSE!
DT: Neither man playing to the crowd, but by their reaction I think it’s safe to say that these fans are behind Jones and Impulse! Jones with his title belt over his shoulder to counter The First, holding his in his hand, and all four men step toward the center of the ring!
[SFX: DING DING DING!]
DT: The referee takes the World and TV Title belts from their respective owners and hands them off to Tony Fatora, for safekeeping at the timekeeper’s table, and we’re underway! The First pointing at Impulse, I think he wants to start off against the man who took him to the limit at Unleashed!
MN: Why not? No titles on the line here, nothing to lose but your self respect. Fortunately neither of these guys has any.
DM: Looks like Jones is all right with Impulse starting things off. Calico Rose with a quick hug to Impulse and a fist bump to Jones, and she exits the ring. The Marathon Man leans down in the corner and stretches out, getting himself ready.
DT: All the while, Muse mockingly hugs The First.
MN: Now that’s not really fair to say it’s mocking. Maybe she really likes him.
DM: They are married, you know.
DT: Both men circle, and Impulse moves in to lock up – First ducked him! Where have we heard that before?
MN: Nicely balanced, Burgerman.
DT: Impulse not taking the bait, he simply waits and gestures to The First to come to him!
DM: Something like that, First ducking a lockup attempt, especially against a consummate wrestler like Impulse, certainly may be designed to get him agitated and off his game. Impulse certainly showing ring awareness by keeping his cool.
DT: The First steps toward Impulse, but he steps off again! These fans are booing mercilessly!
MN: They’re not just booing, they’re saying something fairly impolite.
[SFX: The boos got even louder.]
DT: ARE YOU KIDDING ME?
DM: With a flip of the bird, The First tags out to Rezin. He has nothing but contempt for Impulse, refusing to even lock up with him.
DT: Impulse with a shrug, and he raises his hands toward the crowd, they’re letting The First know what they think!
MN: Let me guess, they think ‘Gee, marryin’ mah cousin should be legal ‘cuz this is ‘Murica!’
DT: Are you trying to get us fined again?
MN: Dan Ryan pays the bills, not me.
DM: Rezin stalking Impulse, and they lock up!
DT: These two men no strangers to each other, they teamed up in the King of the Cage tournament right when Impulse debuted, Impulse defeated Rezin for the number one contendership to Michael Bastard’s Intercontinental Championship, and Impulse’s criticisms of former World Champion Anarky certainly affected Nark’s tag team partner, Rezin. This is the first time Rezin has had the chance to wrestle Impulse since this past year’s King of the Cage, and you know he’s looking to make a point.
DM: They lock up, and Rezin with a hard shove sends Impulse into the corner!
MN: That’s why Rezin is my main man.
DT: Impulse back up, and they circle again, and another lockup! Rezin with a quick boot to the gut and a two handed choke lift! It’s rare when Rezin is the second biggest man in a tag team match but he’s got the size advantage and he’s using it!
DM: The referee counts, one… two… three… four… and Rezin just dropped him down on the mat!
MN: Now, this is a guy I can get behind.
[SFX: Boos]
DT: Rezin just spat toward the crowd and flipped them off, and they’re letting him know how they feel about it! IMPULSE JUST NIPPED UP! The First yelling at Rezin to turn around, and the fans cheering for him – Rezin turns, IMPULSE WITH A SLAP TO THE FACE!
MN: He’ll pay for that.
DT: Rezin charges, but Impulse with a drop toe hold! Rezin’s head bounced off the mat and Impulse with a side headlock!
DM: He’s got a temper, and Impulse was able to sucker him.
MN: Give ‘em the first five minutes, my main man Rezin can take the last five.
DT: Impulse has Rezin far from his corner, though if need be I doubt The First would hesitate to come in and break things up. Pulse really grinding that headlock, and it’s moves like this that can really wear an athlete down.
DM: Very true, Dave. Something as simple as this headlock puts pressure on the head and forces Rezin to carry both his weight and Impulse’s. It’s simple wrestling strategy. Rezin rolls him over, ONE… TWO…
DT: Impulse rolls back! That’s the danger of something like this, though. Another cover, ONE… TWO… Kickout, and Impulse rolls to his knees! He’s still got the hold but a lot of the pressure is off Rezin’s head and neck.
MN: All part of the master plan.
DT: Rezin fights his way back to his feet, and an elbow to the side! Another! Rezin leans into the ropes – MALCOLM JOSEPH – JONES WITH A BLIND TAG! Rezin just sent Impulse across the ring – THE FIRST WITH A KNEE TO THE BACK!
MN: So what? Impulse isn’t the legal man anymore!
DM: There’s a sense of sportsmanship, Mike… that we already knew The First doesn’t have.
DT: Impulse falls to his knees after The First nailed him – JONES CLUBS REZIN IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD! He spins him around, and a right hand to the face! The referee tells Jones to open his hands, but Jones with a quick scoop and a samoan drop! Cover, ONE… TWO… Kickout!
[SFX: Rise of disapproving noise from the fans.]
DM: The First just pulled Impulse outside the ring, and sprayed him in the face with that green mist!
MN: Keep your eyes in the ring!
DT: Jones with a scoop, and a whip into the ropes… Spinebuster, and another cover! ONE… TWO… KICKOUT!
DM: Muse and First laying the boots to Impulse, and Calico Rose is on her way over!
DT: Another scoop, and Jones with another hard right hand! Another! Rezin is rocked!
DM: CALICO ROSE JUST SPUN MUSE AROUND! SHE PUNCHED HER SQUARE IN THE NOSE!
DT: Jones hooks Rezin’s head, we’re gonna see a suplex attempt – Rezin with a gut punch! Neckbreaker reversal, and Rezin buys himself a bit of breathing room!
MN: Forget the two fine athletes in the ring, we’ve got a pier five brawl on the outside!
DM: The First moves toward Rose, but Impulse manages to grab his ankle and drop him to the floor! Ankle lock! I don’t think Impulse can see, but he sensed where The First was, and he’s got it locked in!
DT: All the while, the referee is ignoring the match! Rezin with a scoop, and an eye rake on Jones! Quick series of kicks to the ribs, and a facebuster DDT! Cover!
MN: These two need to stop beating each other up and take out the two losers on the floor.
DM: The referee is on the floor, what does he think he’s doing?
DT: He’s got Impulse and The First separated, and he’s warning them both! Muse is bleeding profusely from the nose, I think it might be broken! Rezin to his feet, and he’s yelling at the referee to do his damn job, and I think I have to agree with him! Referee slides in – JONES WITH A BACKSLIDE! ONE… TWO… Kickout!
MN: That would’ve been a travesty.
DT: Believe it or not, I agree with you, Mike! Rezin would’ve been robbed right there by shoddy officiating! Rose helping Impulse clean his eyes while The First hobbles to his feet and checks on Muse, she’s telling him to concentrate on the match!
DM: Rezin and Jones trading punches in the middle of the ring, Jones with the advantage… He’s got Rezin backed up into the corner, and a cross corner whip! Jones follows up – Rezin with a boot to the face! He’s up to the top… Will we see it?
DT: REZINRANA! He holds on and hooks a leg, undoubtedly still angry over the missed pinfall a few minutes ago! ONE… TWO… TH—Foot on the ropes!
MN: Look at Impulse’s eyes – they’re bloodshot. He looks as evil as he is on the inside.
DT: Rezin with a forearm across the face, and he hooks both legs! ONE… TWO… THR—JONES POWERED THROUGH! REZIN’S SHOULDERS ARE DOWN! ONE… TWO… KICKOUT! Rezin is up first, and a boot to Jones’ kidney! Another! Scoop, and Rezin hooks Jones around the waist, we’re going to see that Northern Light Suplex!
DM: The First is back on the apron, Muse is on the floor staring daggers toward Rose, and I can’t say I blame her.
DT: Jones is hooked, he’s going over – FOREARM TO THE BACK! DDT REVERSAL! Jones with the cover, ONE… TWO… THKICKOUT BY REZIN! Jones with a handful of Rezin’s hair… LOW BLOW By REZIN! Small package, ONE… TWO… THREEKICKOUT! Jones still holding his…
MN: Twig and berries?
DM: He needs to make a tag. He’s probably got the most energy still out of these four wrestlers but he’ll need a minute to walk that off.
MN: Franks and beans?
DT: Will you stop?
MN: You didn’t say it, why shouldn’t I?
DT: Jones with the tag to Impulse, and the Marathon Man… stays outside the ropes?
MN: He’s a coward!
DM: He looks like he’s measuring Rezin.
DT: The Goat Bastard climbing to his feet, and Impulse slingshots himself to the top rope! HURRICARANA! Rezin skidded into the corner, and Impulse stays right on him! Dropkick to the face and chest while Rezin is on his knees! Impulse back up!
DM: You think he feels like he’s got something to prove after Unleashed?
DT: I think so, Dean! Impulse just grabbed Rezin in a wristlock and wrenched him to his feet! Shoulderblock! And another! He tightens it up and drives a forearm into Rezin’s shoulder! Another! Armdrag takedown just pulled at that shoulder some more!
[SFX: A loud, involved disturbance somewhere in the stands.]
DM: What’s that?
MN: Probably a bunch of fans trying to decide if Rezin and Jones should turn on their partners or if First and Impulse should be left laying. It’s a tough decision!
DT: Something’s happening in the crowd, we’ll try to get that sorted out and keep the action in the ring. Impulse with a scoop, and an Irish whip… Rezin ducks a clothesline attempt… DAMASCUS HEEL! Did you hear the way his foot impacted with Impulse’s skull?
DM: Rezin with the tag to The First, probably a good move since Impulse is down and Rezin could use a break – but you can see The First with that limp in his step!
DT: The First standing over Impulse, still shaking off the effects of that buzzsaw to the side of the head, and I think The First is wisely weighing his options. His main strength is his aerial attack but if his ankle is injured that could be playing with fire.
[SFX: Boos]
DT: And The First raising his hand in victory! He hasn’t won anything yet tonight! He just grabbed Impulse by the back of the neck and pulled him up… German suplex! ONE… TWO… Kickout!
DM: None of these guys are ready to give it up.
[CUTTO: Crowd shot, where the fans are moving in such a way that it looks like there’s a fight happening or about to happen. There’s something familiar…]
DT: STALKER! IT’S STALKER! STALKER IS IN THE CROWD! HE’S SURROUNDED BY THOSE MEN IN BLACK! HE HAS ABOUT TWENTY OF HIS FOLLOWERS WITH HIM!
DM: As long as he doesn’t come to ringside, we can let security handle it.
DT: The First with another scoop, and a whip into the ropes… Impulse with a flying forearm just knocked the World Champion down! Tag to Jones, and the TV Champion is itching to test his mettle against the World Champion!
DM: The First calling for a time out?
MN: There aren’t any time outs! Flatten his ass, Jones!
DT: The First calling for a microphone – TWO OF STALKER’S FOLLOWERS JUST JUMPED THE RAILING! Security tackles them by the timekeeper’s table, but they’re off! Tony Fatora barely made it out of there unscathed, and security chases both men back over the railing! Stalker is being escorted out of the arena along with his team, and we’ve fortunately avoided an incident, but Dan Ryan will need to deal with Jason Reeves before long!
THE FIRST: Jones! Stop! Wait a second!
DT: Malcolm Joseph-Jones stops his stalking of the Champion, and he gives The First the floor.
THE FIRST: I respect you, Jones.
[SFX: Boos.]
THE FIRST: I respect the fact that you want to win. I respect the fact that you know that winning is everything. And I respect the fact that you want to make it to the top of this sport no matter what the cost. So I’m going to make it easy on you, Jones.
[The First gestured toward the entranceway.]
THE FIRST: Walk away.
DT: What?
THE FIRST: You flatten Knox and leave him in the middle of the ring for me to pin, and I’ll give you a title shot. You have my word.
[SFX: The fans start chanting a less than complimentary opinion of The First’s offer.]
DT: Don’t do it, Jones!
DM: He’s considering it!
MN: Wouldn’t you?
DT: You can’t trust him!
DM: The fans agree. Look at Impulse, he agrees. But will Jones?
DT: Impulse’s eyes are inflamed, and I’m sure his head is still ringing from Rezin’s kick. Jones looks fairly recovered from the low blow he took a few minutes ago, I honestly think that if Jones decides to take The First up on his offer, there’s precious little that Impulse will be able to do about it.
DM: Look at them, their eyes are locked. I think you’re right, Dave, and I think Impulse knows it, too.
THE FIRST: Do it, Jones. Do it and I’ll make you famous.
DT: Impulse is tensed and ready to defend himself, Jones is staring straight through him with his fists clenched… CLOTHESLINE!
[SFX: HUGE fan pop.]
DM: TO THE FIRST!
MN: YES! KNOCK THAT IDIOT’s MAKEUP OFF!
DT: Malcolm Joseph-Jones just dropped The First to the mat with a hard baseball swing, and he runs at Rezin – Another clothesline just knocked Rezin to the floor before he could react! The referee admonishing Jones, who returns his attention to the World Champion. He scooped The First, and an Alabama Slam! Cover, ONE… TWO… THREEKICKOUT BY THE FIRST! Jones backs up, and he’s got the World Champion measured… Will we see the spear?
DM: Rezin just clipped his leg from behind!
MN: Can’t they get along?
DT: IMPULSE IN THE RING! REZIN PUTTING THE BOOTS TO JONES AND IMPULSE CLOTHESLINED HIM OVER THE TOP! JONES WITH A SPEAR ON THE FIRST! The referee yelling at Impulse and Rezin to separate when he should be concentrating on the legal men in the ring!
MN: I think we should let Rezin take over officiating duties.
DT: Impulse is up and he’s leaving Rezin on the floor to recover himself, and finally we’ve got attention where it should be: on Jones and the First!
DM: I daresay that if Jones pins The First, he’d leapfrog his way to a shot at the belt all the same.
DT: GREATNESS BUSTER! GREATNESS BUSTER ON THE FIRST! COVER! NO!
DM: Rezin just got back in the ring, and he’s looking for his own share of the spotlight!
MN: They should just give it to him, he’s the only one who deserves a moment of glory!
DT: Jones just sent Rezin back out of the ring through the ropes! Cover!
DM: Rezin landed on his feet, and he’s got that bucket!
DT: REZIN JUST EMPTIED THAT BUCKET OF PUTRID WATER ALL OVER MALCOLM JOSEPH-JONES! THE REFEREE CALLS FOR THE BELL!
[SFX: DING DING DING]
TF: Ladies and gentlemen, Rezin has been disqualified!
MN: All the stupid crap happening in this match, and that’s what did it?
TF: Therefore, the winners of this match as the result of a disqualification, Malcolm Joseph-Jones and IMPULSE!
DT: The fans cheering for the winners, but Rezin with a right hand to Jones! The First with a kick to his stomach! IMPULSE IN THE RING! SUDDEN IMPACT JUST KNOCKED THE CHAMPION COLD!
DM: Here comes security, although a little late.
DT: Rezin wisely takes a powder, and he just flung that empty bucket into the stands!
[SFX: Loud boos. CUTTO: Aisle close – up of Rezin, walking past the camera.]
REZIN: This match don’t mean s***. You will all remember the name ‘REZIN.’
[CUTTO: Ringside.]
DT: Muse has just rolled The First out of the ring, and Calico Rose has handed the EPW Television Title belt back to Jones in the ring! Impulse and Jones celebrating what I suppose will officially be noted as a victory, though Impulse is pointing at the TV Champion and applauding his partner!
MN: He’s always trying to buy a friend. It won’t work!
DM: Hey, wait a minute.
[CUTTO: The timekeeper’s table, and it’s conspicuous lack of something shiny.]
THE FIRST: Where is it?
[Tony Fatora shrugs, he looks around hopelessly as The First stands over him.]
THE FIRST: WHERE’S MY BELT!
DT: Did he just ask for his belt? Where is it?
MN: Why are you asking him? He doesn’t know.
DM: Muse is pointing at Calico Rose, but Rose is putting up her hands in defense, she’s saying she didn’t see it!
DT: This is a serious situation here, wrestling fans. No titles were on the line in this match, so the TV belt rightfully went back to Jones, while the World Title belt should have been returned to The First.
[CUTTO: Instant replay after the bell while security was on its way to the ring.]
DT: Now, you can see in the corner, Calico Rose at the timekeeper’s table, she’s getting Malcolm Joseph-Jones’ title belt, and that’s the only belt there! Security is keeping The First out of the ring and keeping Impulse, Rose, and Jones in the ring while we sort this out!
[CUTTO: The EPW Vision Screen, which suddenly kicks to life. Shaky, grainy footage tracks a stretch of blacktop, leading up to…]
DM: Stalker!
[Stalker is flanked by two of the men in black… oddly enough, the two that made it to ringside to cause a disturbance.]
DT: Stalker has apparently hacked the feed, can we cut away from him?
MN: Wait a second…
STALKER: Hi there, Brian. Lose something?
DT: STALKER HAS THE TITLE BELT! STALKER HAS THE TITLE BELT! THE FIRST LOOKS INCENSED! WE’RE OUT OF TIME! Stay tuned to EPW Programming while we sort this out! For Dean Matthews and Mike Neely, this is Dave Thomas saying goodnight! Stalker has the title….
[Copyright 2013.]
